"Amidst the strife, we search for meaning's light
A fragile existence, a delicate sight
One moment's joy, the next, sorrow's might

We toil and strive, we struggle and strive,
Yet fate can ****** it all, in a moment's drive.

But still we hope, we dream, we persevere,
For in the end, it's not the years we hold dear.
It's the love we share, the memories we make,
The moments we cherish, for our own sake."